Month: November 2017

“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.” This is the first line of the poem, “Attitude,” by Charles Swindoll which has been true in my life. And with a chronic pain illness, I've found it can really be the difference in wasting the days away and finding real joy.... Continue Reading →

A few weeks back we traveled to a small little town southeast of Kansas City to watch my niece play volleyball. The drive there lasted longer than the game, kind of disappointing, but we still were happy to see her play once this season. The highlight of the journey was that we had to travel... Continue Reading →

We recently had the opportunity to lay tile in my parents' kitchen and dining room for them. If you know my parents, this is practically a miracle. My dad is the biggest tightwad I've ever met, so convincing him it was time for an upgrade is heavy work. My parents have owned their current home... Continue Reading →